Somewhere close, a car door closes. Laughter fades down the street. But in here, the world quiets. The first notes move through the speakers. Low. Slow. A bassline like a heartbeat. A melody that stays a little longer than it should.
This is the sound of wanting someone completely — and saying so."
"The record ends. For a moment the room holds its breath. Just the city, low, outside the window.
